by Hank Nuwer | Jan 14, 2023 | Alaska Tales, Hank Nuwer Autobiography, Hank Nuwer Indiana & Ohio Stories
Gosia unloaded the last of the boxes and supplies today that we carted to Alaska from Indiana. Now her bags are packed for a 12:30 a.m. boarding for American Airlines Fairbanks to Seattle to Indianapolis. Our friend and former colleague Ray will give her a ride to...
by Hank Nuwer | Jan 12, 2023 | Alaska Tales, Hank Nuwer Autobiography
“Hank, we have a problem,” my wife Gosia said from the open window of her Jeep. We were just 10 feet into Alaska after a 3,500-mile drive. The temperature was 11 below zero. Five minutes earlier, I passed through U.S. Customs. The female officer asked why...
by Hank Nuwer | Jan 9, 2023 | Uncategorized
The views yesterday were incredible. Each turn of the Alaska Highway brought a new peak. Traffic was sparse. Since leaving U.S. Customs, Gosia and I have yet to read a single state license plate from the U.S. The grand views are even worth the now-busted windshield on...
by Hank Nuwer | Jan 8, 2023 | Alaska Tales, Hank Nuwer Autobiography, Humor
“I’m goin’ down, down, down, down,” I crowed out of tune along with the radio. I steered the Chevy van from the Alberta highlands near Bezanon toward the stark and rugged terrain of Grande Prairie. Bruce Springsteen’s lament about his bored lover was appropriate... by Hank Nuwer | Jan 7, 2023 | Alaska Tales, Hank Nuwer Autobiography, Humor
Friday, June 6, started off with double scares. The Jeep Renegade tire pressure was a dozen pounds less than Jeep recommended. The automatic door on the Chevy Uplander failed to close fully after loading. Improbable as it seems, the Jeep and Chevy dealerships...
